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... triumph.
The relics from the Proving Grounds, the Apex Stalker’s fang, the mirror shard, and the runic orb that rested on a table, their faint pulses releases a reminder of the trio’s ascent toward the Inner Sanctum.
Xerion, the End-Tyrant, curled in a corner with his obsidian scales shining, while Rhoam, Darius’s thick-armored panther, sprawled near the door, his iron-like plates clinking softly.
Lyra, however, was conspicuously out of place, her hair splayed across a m ...
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